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Hello again! It feels like ages since I’ve posted…probably because it has been!

Real talk: it’s been a shitty past 2 weeks for this girl. I’ve been dealt a bunch of major personal challenges all at once, and they have been TOUGH. So, as any good drama queen knows, when the universe falls outta wack, the best option for dealing with everything is to curl up in the fetal position on your bed and cry it out with a glass of Pinot on your nightstand. Check, check, and check! Unfortunately, no pearls of blogging genius were spewing from my brain during this period, and who really wants to read whiney crap? No one, that’s who.

This was from another rough week back in college, but the staples of the recovery process are the same: wine, a large pot of pasta, and some sappy girl tunes (note the "old fashioned" ipods).

I did break up the personal pity party, though, SOMEtimes over the past couple of weeks. I went to work, I walked from my bedroom to my kitchen to retrieve cold pizza from the fridge, and one day I even shifted my sad sack body to the couch to watch Love Actually (cue more crying)…oh yea, and I moved.

That’s right. I am officially a Clinton Hill resident. Mr. Wong did his thing, and I’m in! I never like to waste any time getting to the unpacking portion of moving, so that’s pretty much done, too. And I’ve rearranged the furniture no fewer than 50 times, so the apartment is finally looking the way I’d hoped it would.

Exhausted from just completing the move, but happy because my friend Biscut now lives nearby! See those glasses of water? Yea, they were replaced with beers and gin & tonics about 10 seconds after this photo was taken.

Yup, I’m settled in, and I’m loving the extra space (when you’re used to a studio, a 1BR feels like a mansion). And the kitty babies are doing a happy dance since they can now see exciting stuff from the windows, like birds in the backyard (I swear, to these cats, a bird flying by is like watching the Superbowl on a huge flatscreen). They’re so distracted that they’ve even stopped waking me up at 5:30 AM! So, I guess it’s actually me who should be doing the happy dance.

Any-who…details of the move and photos of the new place are forthcoming. So, stay tuned. It’s good to be back! And in the spirit of happy stuff, leave a comment telling me what fun fun fun stuff you did for the 4th of July. It’s a fave holiday in my parents’ house, so there are always major festivities and tons of beach-going. This year was no exception. What did you do? Here’s hoping you’re sufficiently tanned.

Cheers!

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Whether you’re just out of college and starting a new job, relocating on a whim, or moving after years in the city, navigating New York City’s neighborhoods and real estate market can be quite an adventure. Here you’ll find tales of HELL YEAH's and OH NOOOO's from a city lover who’s been both the naïve renter and the savvy agent. Commiserate with me, ask questions, and maybe find a few tips to help you look before you leap. Happy city living!

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